In Other Words, Peanut Butter…

  Sitting late at night. Back at home and in for the night. Eating peanut butter sandwiches, reading Arthur C Clarke. And milk to drink, who cares about the dark?

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Would a tunnel of light lead to heaven? It well might. Does the Tunnel of Love lead to such a thing? It well might. Will a tunnel of books lead to knowledge? Do you need to ask? Kyt

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The snowmen.

No-one knew from whence they came, or why indeed they looked the same. Three rolled balls of different size, immobile snowmen without mouth or eyes. The TV news showed on the screen, wintry figures stood where snow before had never been. Desert, jungle, swamp and parched plain, the shapes appeared and did remain. Impervious to […]

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